Dragon King Hall Master, Lu Yuan's Boldness

"Xiao Yuan!" Seeing Lu Yuan unconsciously reveal his true feelings, Zhu Zhuqing, who had only just shaken off the urge to fall to her knees in worship, could not help but nudge him and call out softly.

Touched by Zhu Zhuqing, Lu Yuan snapped out of his daze. He met her gaze and instantly understood what she wanted to say.

The meaning in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes was to remind him not to forget what he had promised Qian Renxue, not to let passion cloud his mind and commit an unforgivable mistake.

With that in mind, Lu Yuan turned toward the spectator area where the Heavenly Star Academy group was seated. There, Qian Renxue's watery golden eyes were fixed on him.

Sure enough, Xue Er still could not put her mind at ease over this matter.

Lu Yuan murmured to himself, smiled at Qian Renxue, then turned back around.

Behind Bibi Dong stood five people. Two of them were naturally Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, while the other two were Sword Douluo and Poison Douluo. The fifth person, standing beside Poison Douluo, was Ning Fengzhi.

Generally speaking, only two kinds of people could follow Bibi Dong out through the main gates of the Papal Hall. The first were Titled Douluo, paragons who had proven themselves through sheer strength. Titled Douluo-level powerhouses were the greatest known existences on the continent today and held an extremely lofty status wherever they went.

They were indeed qualified to walk out of the Papal Hall's main gates alongside the Pope. The second kind were honorary elders of Spirit Hall—those who possessed the Heaven Dou Six Emperor Plaques, otherwise known as Pope Tokens. Ning Fengzhi was one such holder of a Pope Token.

The true controller of Sword Douluo's token was, in fact, Ning Fengzhi, the Sect